Chapter 545: Sword Cultivator’s Body, The Yin Soldiers Borrowing Power
Facing Mo Wen’s words, Chen Changsheng nodded, “No problem, as you wish!”
Closing the coffin, Chen Changsheng waved his right hand, and Mo Wen’s coffin swiftly flew out.
“Boom!”
The back mountain of the Xuan Bird Clan erupted with a massive commotion.
When the Xuan Bird Clan approached to check, they found that a grave had inexplicably appeared in the back mountain.
On the tombstone, a line of text read, “The clan leader of the Xuan Bird Clan is buried here—Undertaker.”
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Ice Fire Academy.
“Mother, I want to participate in the Sword Cultivator Conference!”
A young girl held a treasured sword, her face radiating youthful vitality.
Looking at the young girl before her, a beautiful woman wore an expression of helplessness.
“I really don’t understand why I gave birth to you.”
“You, my daughter, are from the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and your father is the renowned Ice Fire Immortal King.”
“I excel in ice-type spells, and your father has learned much; even the Phoenix Emperor praises his martial arts. The Ice Fire Sacred Body is unparalleled throughout history.”
“Logically speaking, you shouldn’t even be practicing swordsmanship.”
“But before you were even born, you possessed the rare Sword Cultivator’s Body. Sometimes I even doubt whether you are truly my child.”
Hearing this, the young girl pouted, “Mother, how can there be high and low among the laws of the world? What’s wrong with being a Sword Cultivator?”
“The Sword God, with a single strike, can shake the ages.”
“I must become an existence that surpasses him. Don’t you want to see your daughter achieve such greatness?”
Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman sighed, “I never said being a Sword Cultivator is bad, but those who wield swords are often proud and solitary.”
“With someone like you, how can I find a suitable husband for you?”
“I, Xu Yao, will like someone even if he’s an ordinary mortal.”
“I, Xu Yao, will not like someone even if he’s a reincarnated emperor.”
“I’m done talking with you; I’m going to participate in the Sword Cultivator Conference.”
With that, Xu Yao briskly walked away.
Watching Xu Yao’s departing figure, Hu Yan hesitated for a moment before taking out her communicator.
“Swish!”
A screen appeared, showing Chen Changsheng examining the content of a jade slip.
“Young Master, Xu Yao has already set off.”
“Got it,” Chen Changsheng nodded and looked up to say, “It’s indeed strange; I can understand Chen Xiang’s extraordinary swordsmanship.”
“But I never expected that the daughter of you and Xu Hu would have the Sword Immortal’s Body.”
Facing Chen Changsheng’s teasing, Hu Yan smiled, “The world changes, and its mysteries are always beyond comprehension.”
“I’ll leave these kids in your hands.”
“Moreover, I have faith in your judgment, so if an opportunity arises, please find a partner for Yaoer…”
“Stop!”
Before Hu Yan could finish her words, Chen Changsheng interrupted her.
“Techniques, life experiences, these things I can teach them, but matters of the heart are outside my expertise.”
“To live in this world, it isn’t necessarily perfect to have a partner.”
“By your reasoning, should Huafeng also find a partner?”
“The paths they take are theirs to decide; those of us in their elder positions shouldn’t interfere too much.”
Upon hearing this, Hu Yan nodded, “Right, let them find their own way.”
“Having parted with my husband for over a thousand years, it’s time for me to seek him out as well.”
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Eight Desolates Golden Toad Academy.
“Senior Brother, let’s participate in the Sword Cultivator Conference.”
A girl happily ran over.
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Upon hearing this, the young man lying on the giant stone took a sip of wine and laughed, “Little Junior Sister, the Sword Cultivator Conference is exclusive to Sword Cultivators. We are not Sword Cultivators, why should we join in on this excitement?”
“Besides, with my limited skills, I wouldn’t even stand a chance against them.”
Hearing this, the girl immediately pouted, “We’re not going to fight; we just want to see some faces.”
“I heard that people from the Netherworld will also participate in this Sword Cultivator Conference.”
“The Heavenly Court and Netherworld are jointly holding the Sword Cultivator Conference; this is a once-in-a-thousand-years event. Just take me along!”
Faced with his little junior sister’s plea, the young man relented, “Alright, I’ll take you along.”
“However, before we head out, we need to inform Master.”
Seeing her senior brother agree, the little junior sister immediately rejoiced, “I already told Master about it; Master is very supportive.”
“I heard from some little birdies that this time, the Sword Cultivator Conference will have Heavenly Prodigies who are reincarnated Immortal Kings participating.”
“I have to see what those Heavenly Prodigies reincarnated from Immortal Kings are like.”
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Eight Desolates.
“Clop, clop, clop!”
A thin horse ambled along the road, with a relaxed young man lying on its back.
He slowly flipped through a golden book, mumbling to himself.
“In the span of twenty thousand years, the Eight Desolates Nine Domains have still produced some good seeds.”
“However, the guys outside the Sword Qi Great Wall seem a bit restless; perhaps I should find a time to give them a bit of a lesson.”
“Swish!”
Just as he spoke, Chen Changsheng suddenly straightened up on the horse.
The thin horse was startled and trembled because a group of illusory figures suddenly appeared ahead.
Looking at the orderly line, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips, “Such a large-scale gathering of Yin Soldiers, what is the cycle up to this time?”
But before Chen Changsheng could think clearly, a black flag suddenly flew out, and a multitude of Yin souls was instantly absorbed into it.
Seeing this, a Yin Messenger shouted, “Bold! Who dares to disturb the law enforcement of the Netherworld?”
“Ke ke ke!”
“There are so many Yin souls in the Netherworld; why not give me some to refine into a Ten Thousand Souls Banner?”
Chen Changsheng: ???
Hearing that strange laughter, Chen Changsheng was momentarily taken aback.
He had seen evil cultivators and demon cultivators, and regardless of the type, he had never felt anything unusual.
But inexplicably, this young man with a distinguishably bizarre demeanor gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
“Presumptuous!”
A furious shout came from a distance, and a Horse-headed Person flew over.
Upon recognizing the visitor, the Black-robed Person hiding in the shadows was instantly drenched in cold sweat.
But before he could rise to flee, a large hand firmly caught him.
Looking at the troublemaker before him, the Horse-headed Person said coldly, “Disturbing the order of the Netherworld, come with me to accept judgment.”
Upon finishing, a set of shackles locked onto the Black-robed Person.
However, as the Horse-headed Person turned around, he froze.
Not far away, a thin horse and a young man were present, the thin horse having bled from its seven orifices from the earlier angry shout and collapsed dead.
The young man, however, stared blankly at him.
Although he’d seen this face before, this pair of eyes, this aura, and this familiar figure, he would never forget.
Before he could confirm the identity of the person before him, the young man turned to leave, but before he went, he casually waved at him.
Seeing this, the Horse Face’s heart began to race wildly.
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In a secluded place.
“Ox Head and Horse Face, that title is quite fitting.”
Casting a glance at the Horse Face before him, Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
Seeing this, the Horse Face immediately knelt on one knee and said, “Not knowing the presence of the esteemed Xiancha, Horse Face cannot extend a proper welcome. Please forgive me!”
